A very active member of the association--the indefatigable Mr. Grubemup--determined to leave no stone unturned for the purpose of making observations, went out, attended by a single assistant, and made a desperate attempt to turn the mile-stone in the Kensington-road, in the hope of finding some geological facts at the bottom of it. After several hours' labour before day-break, to avoid interruption from the police, he succeeded in introducing the point of a pickaxe beneath the base of the stone; and eventually he had the satisfaction of removing it from its position, when he made the following geological observations:--He found a primary deposit of dark soil, and, on putting his spectacles to his eyes, he distinctly detected a common worm in a state of high salubrity. This clearly proved to him that there must formerly have been a direct communication between Hookham-cum-Snivey and the town of Kensington, for the worm found beneath the milestone exactly resembled one now in the Hookham-cum-Snivey Museum, and which is known as the _vermis communis_, or earth-worm, and which has always excited considerable interest among the various visitors. Mr. Grubemup, encouraged by this highly satisfactory result, proceeded to scratch up with his thumb-nail a portion of the soil, and his geological enterprise was speedily rewarded by a fossil of the most interesting character. Upon close inspection it proved to be a highly crystallised rat's-tail, from which the geologist inferred that there were rats on the Kensington-road at a much earlier period than milestones. We have not heard that the ingenious gentleman carried his examination further, but in the present state of geology, any contribution to the science, however small, will be thankfully received by the knowledge-loving community. * * * * * LAYS OF THE "BEAU MONDE." BY THE EDITOR OF THE MORNING POST. I saw at Lord George's _rout_, Amid a blaze of _ton_; And such a _tournure_ ne'er "came out" For Maradon Carson! For who that mark'd that sylph-like grace That full Canova hip, That robe of rich Chantilly lace, That faultless satin slip, Could doubt that she would be _the belle_ To make a thousand waistcoats swell? I saw her seated by my lord, As _joli comme un ange_; She took some _pate perigord_. And after that _blanc mange_: A glass of Moyse's pink champagne Lent lustre to _ses eux_. And then--I heard a Grisian strain-- It was her sweet _adieux_; And I--my friend the butler sought, To slake with stout each burning thought. * * * * * METROPOLITAN IMPROVEMENTS. It is at length decided that Aldgate pump is to be painted, but the vestry have not yet determined what the colour is to be. It is thought, to suit the diversity of opinions in the parish cabinet, that it will be painted in a harlequin pattern.